Chapter 238: He Huan Sect: Socially anxious master vs. sickly disciple 13
Quan Jiu rarely felt guilty, his eyes flickered slightly:
"Ah Xiao, your inner strength...?"
The internal energy that he had painstakingly cultivated for more than twenty years was plundered away in an instant. Any normal person would probably go crazy.
Ji Xiao carefully sensed the state of his Dantian, and his eyes gradually became scorching as he looked at Quan Jiu...
Who exactly is "he"?
Far from getting angry, the man even walked towards her.
Oh shit!
Quan Jiu thought he was going to attack and quickly stepped back.
Ji Xiao's pair of black eyes were bottomless as he walked forward step by step.
Quan Jiu keenly felt that the gentle aura around Ji Xiao had changed. The man became more aggressive, completely different from his previous image of a modest gentleman.
She frowned and said, "Ah Xiao..."
Ji Xiao looked her up and down with aggressive eyes, but what he said shocked Quan Jiu.
"Let's fix it again."
Quan Jiu: “???”
Is there anyone who likes to have their "inner energy sucked away" so much?
Ji Xiao took her hand and started to use his Qi.
Quan Jiu had to cooperate with his actions.
Just like before, the violent true energy in Ji Xiao's body surged into her meridians, and her meridians were like a bottomless pit. After absorbing all his true energy, there was still no sign of it being full.
Seventh floor, eighth floor, ninth floor...
Quan Jiu stared at Ji Xiao with tears in his eyes.
"I can't take it anymore, my meridians are really stretched..."
Although she was always a bad person, she really couldn't do such a wicked thing as sucking Ji Xiao's internal energy dry.
A father cannot always bully his son.
Ji Xiao seemed to have discovered some treasure and showed no sign of stopping. Listening to Quan Jiuxiao's pitiful voice, his heart moved slightly and he looked up at the person in front of him.
A thin layer of sweat oozed out of the frail "man"'s forehead, his temples were slightly wet, and a porcelain-white light flashed across his face, where not a single pore could be seen. His black eyes were clearer than a deer's. Her red lips were slightly parted, and she breathed in small gulps, looking inexplicably delicate.
"pain?"
He thought she was afraid of pain.
Quan Jiu wrinkled his nose slightly: "A little bit..."
The original owner was a useless person, and his meridians were limited in width. The feeling of having his meridians stretched out bit by bit was not pleasant, and it was slightly painful.
Ji Xiao stared at the barely visible drop of sweat on the tip of her nose, his fingertips itching. He spoke in a low, magnetic voice:
"Then I'll go slower?"
………
The two of them practiced for the entire night, and Ji Xiao waited until dawn before reluctantly letting her go.
Unlike Ji Xiao who was refreshed, Quan Jiu sat cross-legged on the bed, dozing off with her eyes closed. The sudden surge of powerful true energy made her sleepy and drowsy.
She nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and was about to fall over, but Ji Xiao reached out his hand in time and held her in his arms.
The person in his arms was completely unconscious.
The storage capacity of a person's Dantian is limited. The amount of true energy that Quan Jiu absorbed in one night has long exceeded her acceptable range. If she cannot digest it for a while, her body will automatically activate the protection mechanism, causing her to fall into a short sleep.
The first rays of light in the morning climbed up the window frame.
The man in the black robe had a strong back and shoulders, and in his arms lay a woman who was obviously smaller than him. Their robes were intertwined and spread out messily on the bed.
It was the first time that Ji Xiao had such close contact with someone, and his arm around Quan Jiu's waist felt unnaturally stiff.
Why is "he" so thin?
With a slight movement of his arms, he could easily take her entire waist into his embrace.
The man looked down at his waist, then at the frail Quan Jiu, and his brows furrowed again.
The Hehuan Sect is indeed too poor and the food is not good.
Maybe it's time to improve the food.
………
Quan Jiu woke up and found that he had become a max-level boss.
Her Hehuan Heart Technique has actually reached the maximum level.
She stared at her palm in shock:
"Ergou, Ji Xiao won't die, right?"
She felt like she was an unrestrained, cruel, thousand-year-old witch, and Ji Xiao was an innocent little pitiful creature who was willing to sacrifice himself, burn himself, and illuminate the old witch.
001 spoke ruthlessly:
"Want to know? Then go and see for yourself."
Quan Jiu brought out the golden medal of immunity from death:
“I’m socially anxious.”
001: "When you drained Ji Xiao's inner strength last night, you weren't socially anxious at all."
Quan Jiu: “…”
"Could you change the word?"
The word "suck dry" sounds creepy.
001: "Haha."
While the two were bickering, the tightly closed door was suddenly pushed open.
Quan Jiu thought it was Ji Xiao, but when he looked up, he found it was Zuo Yao.
"Zuo Yao, why are you here?"
The original owner liked Zuo Yao the most.
Because Zuo Yao is kind-hearted, he can always socialize for her.
Quan Jiu also likes Zuo Yao. Who doesn’t like such an enthusiastic fool?
Every time she saw Zuo Yao, she inexplicably thought of the enthusiastic golden retriever wagging its tail.
"Master, you finally woke up..."
Zuo Yao looked excited as if he had something new to share.
"You have no idea how outrageous Sect Leader Zhou is. I heard that his bed collapsed last night, and he had someone change it early in the morning."
Quan Jiu: “…”
He really fell asleep.
Fortunately, having an affair is not a glorious thing. Even if Sect Leader Zhou is angry, he dare not make it public and can only suffer in silence.
Zuo Yao: "Master, the competition will be over in two days. When I return to the Lone Sword Sect, I will immediately collect my monthly payment and ask someone to send it to you..."
The master is about to go down the mountain to catch monsters, and he cannot do without some money.
Quan Jiu was deeply moved when he heard this.
"No need. Once we get to the foot of the mountain, I will find a way to earn money myself."
Zuo Yao disagreed, with an expression that said, "Don't force yourself."
He knew very well that her social skills were basically zero.
"Squeak..."
While the two were talking, the door was pushed open again.
Ji Xiao stared at the two people sitting by the bed, chatting together, and paused with his hand holding the tray.
I don’t know what Zuo Yao said, but Quan Jiu had a smile on his face, and the atmosphere between the two was extremely harmonious.
Ji Xiao's dark eyes were moving, a cold light was reflected in his eyes, and the corners of his relaxed mouth were tense.
"Master."
He restrained his expression and walked towards Quan Jiu.
Quan Jiu swept Ji Xiao's body, especially his face.
very good.
Radiant and clear-eyed.
There was no sign of paleness, weak legs, or exhaustion.
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